Spirit of the Singing Waters
Spirit of The Singing Waters
Do you hear her in the forest
there within the winding creek?
If you listen to the water
you will surely hear her speak.
She’s the spirit of the mountains
where the honeysuckle grows.
In her music you’ll find wisdom
when her crystal water flows.
Round the mountains, down the valleys
she sings loudly as she goes
by the cities, by the farmland
telling secrets that she knows.
She is ancient. She’s majestic.
She’s a thrilling symphony.
As she plays her sacred music,
it’s a divine rhapsody.
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